Title: The Tragic Song

Genre: romance, tragedy

Rating: T for language and violence (mentions of sex, mpreg, and other things)

Pairings: YamiXYugi; BakuraXRyou; MarikXMalik; KaibaXJonouchi

Summary: This was a story from long ago. A story of a vampire king, his human lover, a jealous vampiress, and the 'mother' I thought I would once have. This is the story of why humans and vampires can not fall in love. This is the story of the tragic song that the vampire king Yami sings every night.

Me: All right! The next chapter, guys!

Lucy: Ryou has returned home after two months to discover that someone is sleeping on his bed, and he has no idea who the person is! Will he find out who it is?

Me: Read on if you would like to find out!

Chapter Three: The Human Part III

Ryou stared.

The figure was a young human male.

He was shorter than Ryou, laying sprawled out on the bed. He was clothed in one of Yami's large shirts, which was more like a nightgown for the small boy. The boy's skin wasn't as pale as Ryou's, and his hair was very similar to Yami's hair. Spiked black and crimson with soft blond bangs falling in his face.

The boy moaned in his sleep and rolled over, mumbling Yami's name softly.

Ryou felt his heart racing at the sight of the human laying on his bed. He carefully grit his fangs and reached for the sword that he kept strapped to his waist.

"You..." he snarled.

He drew the sword with lightning fast reflexes and aimed it at the boy's unarmed throat, not that the boy was holding anything else in his body for protection.

"Who are you!?" Ryou shouted, the sword gleaming.

The tip rested an inch from the boy's neck. The boy moaned and opened his eyes before sitting up. His hair was messy from laying on the bed, and he glanced over to Ryou, rubbing his eyes. "Mmm..." the boy moaned. He looked to Ryou and flashed him a tired grin. "Oh, you must be Sir Ryou, right?" he asked.

Ryou twitched. How did this boy know his name? The boy got on his knees on the bed as Ryou lowered his sword. The boy bowed his head and flashed Ryou a greatful grin, showing that he wasn't scared of the weapon.

"I wanted to meet you. Yami talked fondly of you when we were traveling back. My name is Yugi Mouto," the boy giggled. Ryou placed the sword in his sheath.

"Yugi?" he repeated. Yugi nodded and beamed., a smile that sent warmth through Ryou's body for some reason. Ryou frowned a little in confusion. "Why are you here?" he asked.

Yugi giggled nervously and rubbed the back of his head, messing his hair up even more. He looked around and then grinned again, his amethyst eyes glowing with joy.

Ryou smiled inwardly. This boy was just an innocent child, barely even twenty years old.

Yugi looked away and flushed with embarrassment. "You see... Yami said you would be coming home today, so I wanted to make your bed for a "Welcome Home" greeting, but then I fell asleep," he said.

Ryou stared and then shook his head, a smile gracing his pale lips. It wasn't every day that someone would go to all the trouble of doing something so kind and then admitting that they had fallen asleep while doing it.

Yugi looked around. "I haven't gotten used to this yet. Being awake at night. This kingdom is so different from the country. How long does it take to adapt?" he asked.

Ryou shrugged. "Took me nearly fifty years," he admitted.

Yugi gasped. "Fifty years?! How old are you?" he paused a moment after shouting. "If you don't mind me asking," he added quickly, blushing out of embarassment.

Ryou flashed Yugi a grin, seeing the boy's shoulders relax. He could sense the innocence from this boy. It was radiating like the light from the sun, which the vampires did not have a problem with.

"I'm pushing 248. Gonna be 249 real soon," Ryou beamed.

Yugi blushed and giggled. "Well then, Happy Birthday!" he said. Ryou giggled back, something he had never done in a while. Something about this boy make him feel really light and happy.

Ryou folded his arms across his chest and leaned against his vanity desk. "More importantly, please comb your hair out. It's rather messy, if you don't mind me saying so," he said.

Yugi flushed and sat down, instantly taking the comb and trying to fumble it through his hair, though he was having trouble due to being so frantic over it. Ryou snatched it and placed it near Yugi's scalp.

"I'll do it for you," he said.

Yugi beamed. "Thanks. You're so kind, Sir Ryou," he said.

Ryou sighed, running the comb through Yugi's hair. "Please. Just... Ryou, okay? Getting called 'Sir Ryou' irritates me. I'm not too fond of 'General' either, but since I am one, I go by it. But please, just Ryou. Okay?" he asked.

Yugi grinned widely and innocently.

"Okay. Ryou-san," he said.

Ryou sighed in defeat and continued combing out Yugi's hair. It was still spiked, but the bangs were becoming smoother and less messy. He felt enjoyment out of brushing Yugi's hair. It made him relaxed.

So very relaxed...

"YUGI-!!"

The door banged open, and Ryou whirled around, hand flying towards his hilt. He stopped when he spotted Yami, the vampire king, towering in the doorway, panting heavilly as if he had been running around the palace the whole time. He was dressed in fairly formal clothing, which meant that he wasn't out with the other generals preparing for war.

Ryou grinned and walked towards Yami, his adoptive father.

"Welcome back, Yami. How was your-"

"Yugi! Are you all right!?" Yami shouted, racing right past Ryou and grabbing Yugi's shoulders. Ryou glanced over in shock. Yami sighed and gasped to catch his breath. "Did Ryou do anything to hurt you, Yugi?" he asked.

Yugi's eyes narrowed in anger. "Yami, how dare you make assumptions like that!" he scolded Ryou is an innocent, wonderful boy, and he has been very kind to me! How dare you say such nasty things?"

Yami gasped and puffed and then sighed once his breath was caught.

"Sorry. Got worried, was all," he said. He turned to Ryou and bowed slightly to him. "Forgive the accusation."

Ryou waved his hand with a grin. "No problem. But, do you mind me asking who this person is exactly? I mean, not his name, but why he's here?" the silverette vampire asked.

Yami sighed and rubbed his head. "Okay, don't freak, but..." He turned and grabbed Ryou's shoulders. "First, you need to calm down, Ryou," he told the silverette.

Ryou raised a confused eyebrow. "I am calm."

"R-right," Yami laughed nervously, looked at Yugi and snickered a little. He blushed crimson and turned to his adoptive son. "Um, Ryou?" he whispered, voice meek.

"Yes?"

Yami swallowed the lump in his throat, took a lock of Yugi's hair in his fingers, and turned to stare at Ryou with a flushed and embarrassed look. It was something Ryou had never seen from his adoptive father before.

"Yugi is... my lover."

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Me: Okay! Yami has dropped the bombshell!

Lucy: How will Ryou react, as if we don't already know!

Me: Please review and we shall update!